- Messages
- 697
- OOC First Name
- Kiersten
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Seeing Somebody
- Sexual Orientation
- Gay (Kahurangi)
- Wand
- Willow, Leprechaun Hair, 10 inches
- Age
- 51 (4/2013)
Just cut it off. It's only in the way.
Siobhan cradled the scissors in her hands like they were her last lifeline to anything. No matter how much she seemed to be invisible in this place, her hair had been something she had never tried to change to fit in. It made her remember everyday that she was always going to be the same person on the inside. For some reason, there was always a doubt telling her to change.
Glancing in the mirror, she looked at how red her hand had become as they squeezed tighter around the scissors. Why was she even doing this? Was it to prove a point? To who? Was it to prove she could do something drastic in her life like everyone else?
Snip, snip, snip. It was all she could hear in her mind. Slipping down along the spare wall in between the sinks, she brought her legs in to her chest and rested her face in her knees.
Siobhan cradled the scissors in her hands like they were her last lifeline to anything. No matter how much she seemed to be invisible in this place, her hair had been something she had never tried to change to fit in. It made her remember everyday that she was always going to be the same person on the inside. For some reason, there was always a doubt telling her to change.
Glancing in the mirror, she looked at how red her hand had become as they squeezed tighter around the scissors. Why was she even doing this? Was it to prove a point? To who? Was it to prove she could do something drastic in her life like everyone else?
Snip, snip, snip. It was all she could hear in her mind. Slipping down along the spare wall in between the sinks, she brought her legs in to her chest and rested her face in her knees.